Big girl now....

So we moved Jackie into a booster seat yesterday. She's is pumped out of her little mind. Now that she has officially hit 30 lbs. she's street legal. She and I took a little spin over to Target just to try it out (and make sure that she didn't think she could get out and start walking around the car while moving). She's so excited she starts into an adorable rendition of "O - How I love Jesus". I told her that I needed to get a video of her singing. She replys "Yeah - put it up on my website.". Cracking me up.

family day

at the beach. We're fishing with friends, everyone having fun. The bucket holding the bait fish is fascinating to the Jackster. She picks up a long, dead fish and asks Dad if she can cut the fins off (yuck)! She played with that fish all afternoon, like a barbie or something. The fish danced, sang, swam back in the water. The fish got buried and then reincarnated. Very interesting.

terms of endearment

So Jackie woke at her usual time - 3 a.m. - to come and join in my bed. Although she is usually wide awake, she is not usually amourous at this hour (or any other hour for that matter). But last night was different! She snuggles in with me and says "I love you" Ahhhh... I say "I love you more!" She says "You are cuter than a pineapple". Now, I might be shaped like a pineapple, and slightly prickly at time, so I'll bite. "You are cuter than apples and oranges, Jacks" Now we can sleep.

yo....

Jackies new moniker for me is "homeslice"
As in "Yo - homeslice - can I get some more juice over here".
Not that I'm complaining....
I'm down with that.

where does the time go....

Talking to Jackie just now - setting up the schedule for the year and noting that we'll be doing Kindergarten Round-up in the spring.
Mom " Where does that time go?"
Jackie "It goes to Cal-i-vein -i - a"
Mom "Calivania?"
Jackie "Yeah - only you don't know how to get there and neither do I. Even English people don't know how to get there".

Well - that explains alot.

Jackie and school...

So after her initial meet the teacher day, I had a sleepless night. It just didn't seem like a good match after all. So we've changed her last minute into another program (after reviewing their discipline policies at length). She seems to be much happier at a Christian school - and I think that the 11th commandment (thou shall not lock your student in the closet - not matter how many people they bite) should work in our favor.

school bells

So, all the kids joined Jackie at her pre-k orientation yesterday (plus Meg, an adopted cousin). They helped me fill out a questionnaire about Jacks. Hmmm....what is your child's worst behavior issue? What is your child afraid of? What comforts your child? How do you fit a kid with a personality as big as Jackie's onto a little piece of paper. I figured that the best thing to do was to talk to the teacher directly. "When Jackie makes a face...you'll know what face I'm talking about...rather like a rabid lion....everyone should take 3 giant steps backwards.

Problem solved.

Oh, and if she's sad, offer up your armpit and no one will get hurt.